Badges, confetti and streaks oh my!

DING! The muffled voice of the captain came on overhead and I quickly opened my eyes. “We’ve been advised of some wind-shear on the ground so we need to go back up and try this landing again.” Oh boy.

“I think I can make that work”, I confidently said into the phone. This is what grown ups say when they are having grown up conversations about grown up jobs right?

Nowadays, all it takes is a facebook account for you to feel like your birthday has now become a national day of celebration!

I panicked and hung up the phone before saying anything. As I backed the car out of the space and began my drive to work, my mind raced, “can you get in trouble for accidentally calling 911? I thought I had heard that somewhere….”

Saving people the time and energy of taking the cart back was such a simple thing to do and I relished every opportunity to be some poor grocery shoppers knight in shining armor at the exact right time.

And I will give her that, I do. I live a very mom type of life. I’m in a lot of communities where almost everyone is a mom. I’m married. I’m in my 40’s. I go to church regularly. And I am a step-mom. Sort of like an “imitation mom”. Looks like, acts like and seems like the real thing, but when you get down to it, it’s really a shadow, a hologram, a whisper of the authentic. An imitation.